At our school the hallway is the jungle gym. It's a pole down, a ladder up, monkey bars from the ceilings, balancing beam on the floor, slides and cargo nets. Why walk from A to B when you can have healthy adrenaline highs and a bit of muscle work? When we leave one room we have a million fun ways to get to the next door... now that's the kind of puzzle everyone loves! We are all born to play and it's when we add play to learning that we get better results. Our school is ace.
The school hallway had the greatest of echos, and within it we were all cheeseball tap-dancers.
The school hallway was light and bright, even upon the stormy days its grand windows let in a bouquet of rays.
Once a bustle of chatter and a flowing of friends, the hallways had become a steady stream of order, each of us a careful two meters apart.
The school hallway was all bright paints and neat trimmed pinboards. Our school was great that way, they really embraced colour.
The hallways are dark marble floors and white walls, not a hand print or scuff mark anywhere. The doors are a glossy black, numbered with silver digits that match the globe shaped handles. It isn't just the materials though, it's the dimensions, the width being at least twice that of Brampton High.
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